Inútil

This isn't happening

Inútil, useless

Just like my father was before me

Inútil, useless

And every day he'd cut the cane

He came home late and prayed for rain

Prayed for rain

And on the days when nothing came

My father's face was light with shame

He'd sit me down beside him, and he'd say

My father was a farmer, his father was a farmer

And you will be a farmer

But I told him, Poppy

I'm sorry, I'm going farther

I'm getting on a plane

And I'm gonna change the world some day

And he slapped my face

He stood there staring at me

Useless

Today

My daughter's home and I am useless

And as a baby, she amazed me

With the things she learned each day

She used to stay on the fire escape

While all the other kids would play

And I would stand beside her, and I'd say

I'm proud to be your father

'Cause you work so much harder

You are so much smarter

Than I was at your age

And I always knew that she would fly away

That she was gonna change the world some day

I will not be the reason

That my family can't succeed

I will do what it takes

They'll have everything they need

All my work, all my life

Everything I sacrificed will have been useless